Chapter 345: The Bane of The Undead Elf (2/2)

Right now, he finally saw Eleena—the little girl in his village and the Saintess he must protect as a true, qualified Player!

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On the other hand, the undead elf wasn’t about to resign itself to its fate despite what was happening, and rapidly attacked the Player instead.

Its exposed skin began to secret black goo that hardened into something like armor plates whereas the four arms behind its back became even sensitive. Each of them was stretching out and dangling on the ground in a bizarre arc, replacing the elf’s feet as way of balance.

On a single glance, it was an oversized four-legged black spider, although there was a layer of thin membrane between its legs.

However, the thin membrane was exceedingly sturdy that it was not really affected by several powerful skill detonating over it, even though it had shaved a thin notch off the Boss’s HP bar.

“Don’t get too close! It might have a frost aura around it!” Mufasa warned after having been blindsided by that skill once.

But that was when the four arms over the undead elf’s back curved further as if it was about to drop to the ground.

Just as Mufasa assumed that another Player’s control-type skill had taken effect, he realized that something was wrong upon a closer look.

The creature’s crouching posture… doesn’t it look like it was charging its strength, instead of being knocked off balance by the Players’ assault?

Edward noticed it too, and didn’t hesitate to yell out.

“Scatter!”

However, that was one step too slow-using the strength of all four spine arms, the undead elf lifted itself high above and leaped towards the Players!

And for the Players, hitting a moving target was extremely difficult even with the skill targeting that the God of Games blessed them with. Only a handful out of the barrage of skills unleashed by fifty Players struck true, and with the undead elf’s skin membrane protecting what could be its vitals, there just was not much damage inflicted. And when it landed between the backrow Players—all of whom were glass cannon classes, that one hit inflicted tons of damage and direct crushed several Players who just revived to death. Others were more or less affected by the creature’s frost aura, with white snowflakes appearing over their body.If it had been a human military outfit, that single blow would have sent a hundred-men battalion running.

It was therefore regrettable for the undead elf that the Players weren’t. They were continuing their relentless output, since the worst thing that could happen to them was that they would be born anew three days later fate getting killed.

In contrast, the undead elf did not have such special treatment. Despite having the potential of becoming a machine of perpetual motion as an undead, each scar inflicted on the creature’s body was very real, and very obvious thanks to the HP bar over its head.

Halfway through the battle, it attempted to seize and devour one of the Players the way it had devoured the automatons, healing its injury while increasing its power as well.

That clearly wasn’t an attribute of any ordinary high elf, but an addition thanks to it being an undead to counter a numerical advantage strategy.

It was therefore unfortunate for the undead elf that the Players vanished directly upon death and leaves no physical corpse, which naturally denied any devouring…

As such, devouring the Players became no different from taking a gulp of air for the undead elf. There’s nothing to even fit the gaps between its teeth, with the Players proving that they were the greatest bane to its existence!

Hence, the violent battle lasted just three and a half minutes for the undead high elf and the first Boss of the Elven SIN to fall to the Players’ butcher knife.